Look man, I get it. You need to know if your utility bill is in. You’ll get it when I get to your mailbox, just don’t attack me when I try to put the letters in.
Stay safe out there, readers! Let your mailman deliver!
-JB Swift
As I was leaving the house for work, my daughter asked if the sky would ‘be good mailman weather’, which tells me she pays more attention to what I say than I have realized and that I’ve found the possible source of her sarcastic Parthian shots (she doesn’t realize she does them, just destroys a conversation as she leaves a room).
“The weather should be perfect for work today,” I said. She brightened.
“Get a good picture for today!” she called as I rolled the lunchbox out the door.
Well, I’m a word of my word, so I kept an eye on the sky for a good photo. She approved of two, but chose one for today’s post.
It turned out to be a great day for the weather, but not so for the postal vehicle. The truck broke down and I was left out on the route for nearly an hour before I could resume delivery.
Meaning I was paid for nearly an hour at postal rates to write Star Wars fan-fiction! *cackle*
Tonight we have a Side-Arc session! I’m going to be working ‘overtime’ to get the rest of my sessions finished before my End-of-Year date, so there will most likely be technical problems that disrupt every damn game night.
It wouldn’t a Swift’s Campaign otherwise.
Stay safe out there, readers!
-JB Swift
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